62: Is there any relationship between popularity and deep fortune?
"Yeah. It's not bad." Yi Lian raised his eyebrows warily. He sat down without getting up, but just made a few bows. It was obvious that his face was not very good.
He knew a certain nickname of King Hua. There would be no good in trying to get along with him. Therefore, it was better for him to stay away from him!
Qianran looked at King Hua and noticed that his jade-like aura was different from that of Yu Feiyan. His eyes were indifferent, always giving people a feeling of being outside of the situation, and under this feeling, he could quickly detect a touch of coldness.
Alienation.
She withdrew her eyes at this time, and an unknown smile flashed across her eyes. Very good! I didn't expect him to come too. This guy actually abandoned her alone in the military camp, causing her to be caught by Bai Yihou and almost died. This hatred of her was
Remember!
Seeing the old man Zhan like this, he was not upset even if he gave up his beauty. He turned to look at Yi Lianyan and Yu Feiyan, with an unknown smile flashing across his eyes: "Yan Wang, you arrived first! First Young Master, recently,
How is it?"
Yi Lianyan said "Yes" with a cold expression and said nothing more.
Yu Feiyan, on the other hand, smiled lightly and handed over his hands. The plan was immediately clear in his heart, and said: "Feiyan has been very happy recently. On the way back to the imperial capital, he met the Fourth Miss and King Yan, and we walked together for a while. More
Yes, the Fourth Miss is so talented that we were all defeated. The result was that Feiyan could only be punished as being the Fourth Miss’s personal attendant for a month. However, Feiyan thinks it’s worth it and is willing to admit defeat.”
She Yuqihua was stunned secretly, but kept smiling. He couldn't help but look at the dumpling on one side who seemed to have gained weight again: "Fourth Miss, we saw each other again last time. It's really exciting to see each other here again."
I'm glad. How about having a seat with me when the banquet starts later? I think those dishes are greasy and not suitable for you, Fourth Miss."
Yi Lian Zhan and Yi Lian Yu both opened their eyes in disbelief. What on earth is going on? Could it be that they missed too many things? How come Ran'er is so familiar with him?
Yilianyan on one side frowned, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. What does "She Yu Qihua" mean?
Yu Feiyan was also very confused in her heart, and suppressed her curiosity: "Haha, it seems that the fourth lady is more popular than Feiyan. The fourth lady is indeed blessed."
Qianran immediately rolled her eyes. So, popularity and Fukuzawa are closely related?
Immediately, she raised her eyebrows in depression, and looked at the three of them intently, with a calm expression. She was well aware of the hidden sarcasm in their words, but did not reveal it. She just shrugged her round flesh.
Looking over her shoulder, a Nuo Nuo voice floated out, "Sorry, I'm sitting with Grandpa." At the same time, she had already felt the vicious, sinister, stunning, and obsessed eyes of many women in the hall...
…
She couldn't help but frown again. She cursed in her heart. Damn! These three monsters! What kind of trouble are they going to make? Angry!
It seemed that the purpose of King Hua's attending the banquet was not to communicate with the ministers, which surprised Yu Wen'ao. However, he knew that he had always been a neutral faction, so this time it should not affect his plan. So he secretly
Step aside and rest.
After everyone waited for about another stick of incense, an old man arrogantly flicked his fly whisk, and walked into the hall with his fat and huge body. His high-pitched voice suddenly passed through everyone's ears, and a pair of sneaky little eyes were contemptuous.
He looked at the group of people in the main hall: "The Empress Dowager, the Empress Dowager, are here!"
What!? Everyone was shocked!
Everyone looked at the door of the palace in astonishment and confusion, and knelt down to salute. Even Mr. Zhan had to kneel down on one knee: "Greetings to the Empress Dowager, the Empress Dowager!"